Category Archives: Odes to Common Things

Ode to Soft Days and E.E. Cummings

This past Saturday was what the Irish affectionately call a “soft day,” one in which the rain arrives early in the form of a gentle mist, and remains longer than expected, soaking the landscape. On days like this, it’s easy … Continue reading

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Ode to Early Risers

I have never been a particularly early (or cheerful) riser, but lately, our life at Smallpeace has inspired me to rethink old habits. Here, dawn comes on like a light switch, with choirs of insects, farm animals, and songbirds singing … Continue reading

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Ode to Dermacentor Variabilis

Little tick on my arm your pinch and the oriole signal it’s springtime. Wood tick on my arm your bite and the peeper frogs celebrate summer. Vicious tick on my arm. Birds hunting nicer bugs— your mouth still sucking. To … Continue reading

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Ode to Mud Season

Toward the end of March, the grip of winter begins to weaken and signs of spring begin to appear. And I am reminded that—when things don’t go as planned, when small dreams are unexpectedly derailed—that life comes in cycles. It … Continue reading

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